However, looking at the table full of delicacies, Qiucao suddenly lost his appetite.
The third prince actually... Thinking of those disgusting and perverted ways of abusing prisoners just now, Qiucao couldn't help but feel nauseated. How could there be such a cruel person in this world? The level of cruelty was already close to the top ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty.
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Xiaohong seemed to be disgusted by what those people just said about the third prince's abuse of prisoners, and did not move for a long time.
After a long silence...
Qiucao sighed and said, "Let's go back."
Xiaohong: "What should I do with these dishes?"
Qiucao: "Pack it up and take it away."
Qiucao said, beckoning the waiter to bring him a paper bag, packing all the food without soup and putting it into a big box, and the master and servant carried it back home.
Along the way, Qiucao was thinking about whether or not to hand over the roster. Once he returned to Prince Mu's Mansion, he handed the things in his hands to the maids and told them to take them and put them away, and then he hid in the room silently.
inside.
Qiucao sat there quietly, looking at the blue booklet on the table in trance.
From the time she came back to now, Qiucao has maintained this posture for two hours. Her mind is still confused and she has no idea what to do.
According to what I heard in the market today, the cruel methods used by the third prince to torture prisoners, if they are not handed over, those in Zuixianglou will definitely be tortured to death by the third prince. If they are handed over, the ones who will be tortured will be those in this list.
of officials...
Originally, Qiucao wanted to delete some of the lists in the book and hand them over, but now, after hearing that the third prince was such a cruel person, Qiucao hesitated.
Although he didn't know much about officialdom, Qiucao also understood very well that the people who could make the Third Prince miss him must be people with high official positions, and if these people were good officials, then...
Thinking of this, Qiucao couldn't help but squeeze the blue book tightly. If these people are all good officials, then... handing this over would be tantamount to destroying the country of Mu...
The more Qiucao thought about it, the more entangled she became, and the more she thought about it, the more depressed she became. Finally, she couldn't help but bang her forehead on the table with grief and anger. Why did she, an ordinary little girl, have to face such a difficult choice? Why on earth, why?